I AM A WE.

"for you carry a heart of many and inside you carry their stories." independent multi-fandom mutli-muse. includes muses from SENSE8, MARVEL, DC, STAR WARS, POTC, AND MORE. WHEN VIEWING MUSE BIOS, CLICK IN ORDER UNTIL REACHING THE APPROPRIATE MUSE. written by: bee established: may 11th, 2017

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threeclaws:

             Logan grimaced, looking to the clock. There was no way he’d make it to Mexico and back. Wait - fuck, no, it was a goddamn shoe. He wasn’t gonna drop everything for Lito’s shoe. Besides, he had someone calling him up for a team-up against some intergalactic threat. He absolutely was not going to pass up some fight with the Skrulls for a - once more, in case this didn’t hit home yet, a shoe.

            … He didn’t need to borrow a jet to get to Mexico though, did he? 

            “Hang on.” Logan poked his head out into the hallway and hollered down to the elf’s room, “KURT!”

            Barely thirty seconds later, Lito’s doorbell went off.

     He was confused at who this KURT was and to why Logan called for him, but all concern as to what it was about faded away when the doorbell ring. Lito was quick to move to the entrance of his home, yanking open the door. Immediately his face falls into one of surprise. “How...How did you get here so fast? Can you run quick, too?” Reaching out, the man even poked a bit at the man before him.

                   “You are real, yes?”

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starxbcrn:

 “ THEY DON’T CALL  me  jim  kirk  for  nothing . ”  the  man  teased  as  he  preened  under  joanna’s  praise .  he  was  know  to  get  into  trouble  during  the  academy  and  even  before  then  when  he  was  a  child .  “  and  you  bet  your  ass  i  can .  scotty  programmed  some  of  the  replicators  to  produce  it  since  your  dad  was  whining  about  not  having  sweet  tea . ”  jim  laughed .

     “ I’ve heard some many things about WHY they call you Jim Kirk. ”   She teases with a laugh, though Joanna was going to hold it close to her chest as to just what it was.   “ Perfect. Meet back here in ten minutes. ”   Without another world the girl took off towards the medbay to retrieve her part of the plan. It didn’t take her long, luckily, to find the medicine since she had access to them with her ID. And, very shortly, she stepped back into the room in search of Jim.

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4tfortcvolontc:

Quick gestures tended to get him on alert lately, because of his training and of the abuse he had been subject to under HYDRA. He didn’t like people getting too close but Rebecca was one of the rare exceptions. Those people he couldn’t say no to. He held her thight as well, being careful not breaking her back in the process. “You can’t get rid of me that easily,” he joked, trying to make the atmosphere more comfortable between the both of them. “How are you young?” he couldn’t help but ask in return.

    “Even though I always said to go away, I never actually wanted you to.” She assures him with a smile, remembering all the times when they were younger and would bicker back and forth. His question, however, taints the warm memory and makes it cold. Suddenly Rebecca feels a shiver run down her spine. “I...well, they found me. Hydra. They wanted to make me like you so they tried to.” Heads falls and eyes closed, her brain is suddenly beaten with the dark memories of those days, the ones where she feared death was close. “I didn’t turn out as they planned so they put me on ice. Guess the cold is good for your skin, huh?”

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LIKE FOR A STARTER bc i hella wanna do things. pls specify muse !!

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semi-hiatus announcement

hello my darling friends !! so from JUNE 30TH TO JULY 4TH, i will be a little inactive on this blog. my sister and her husband are coming to visit for the fourth of july as well as my birthday and my dad’s birthday. we’re gonna be off doing a lot of stuff so i won’t be on here. if you need to contact me or just wanna chat, my IM is always open as well as my d!scord. thanks for being so understanding !!

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starxbcrn:

IDEAS START FORMING in his mind. lips curve into a smile as a thought sparks. twinkling eyes look over at joanna. “what if we put a laxative in the bourbon. sweet tea and laxative.”

      “ james kirk, you might just be the smartest man i know. ”   she replies as a big grin spreads even further onto her face, giving joanna the look of a mischievous cat who was up to no good.   “ i’ve got access to the laxatives. think you can get some sweet tea? ”

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bcdhabit:

              there’s a pause of silence. her naivety and ignorance towards men bemuses him. he knows deciphering her will be complex—he’s almost certain there’s something alluring beneath the innocence.

                   ❛   you are not from around here. are you?   ❜

      he figured it out. well, at least that she was not from here. but here could mean this city or perhaps even this country and diana was going to play it off as such. a small clear of the throat, an innocent smile offered, makes the woman seem more DELICATE than DEMI-GODDESS.

                             “ i am not, no. ”

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LIKE FOR A STARTER bc i hella wanna do things. pls specify muse !!

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[buffylives]

It’s like a CrossFit leaderboard in here.

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magicwcrd:

“Uh, yeah,” she exhales. The Kryptonian turns around and squints, looking through the walls of nearby buildings. No sign of back-up yet. “I’m just usually not this unaware of what I’m up against.” But J’onn is unconscious, which now seems like something they did, and Mon-el was … not on the planet. Kara looks to the other woman, “Are you okay?” she asks in return, “I don’t know all of the abilities they have besides super strength.” It’s a strength that rivals her own. If only going out for a tan could give her an extra boost.

     She stands straight, no sign of exhaustion upon the woman. This fight had been an easy one compared to the others Diana had faced prior. Having been around for well over one hundred years helped prepare one for battle, both physically and mentally. As her soft, chocolate hues gaze at the blonde woman, something tells her that her newest friend didn’t have the experience that she did.   “ I am fine. ”   The woman assures her, quickly checking their area,   “ I do not see others. But we should stay to be safe. ”

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krylorian:

❛ look at you, you finally got it. some guardian. ❜ she might have been more pleasant and accommodating if he’d gotten it right the first time — but as such, she was maneuvering to walk around him again.

     he stares after her in DISBELIEF for a moment before scurrying to keep up with her, walking backwards so that he could keep eyes upon her.   “ look, i’m sorry. i’m trying to turn over a new leaf after some pretty TRAUMATIC FAMILY ADVENTURES. can i buy you a drink? or like uh...food item? ”

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bcdhabit:

              he can see it in her eyes—the disappointment and shock that lurks beneath deep chocolate hues. it’s been some time since he’s ran into someone so innocent, so naive. it’s refreshing in a sense. 

                  large, broad shoulders roll. it’s difficult to explain with him. the answer doesn’t lie within the black or the white areas. it lives somewhere within the gray.          ❛   —i try.   ❜

     she ALWAYS tried to see the good in mankind, to believe that they could all be inherently good and could stand by one another. but they always seemed to disappoint the amazonian. still, she never gave up hope.

     a small nod is given to him.   “ as long as you TRY, then there is nothing more i could ask, ”   she responds in a gentle voice, though there is still a hint of sadness to her tone.

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fortcvolontc:

James was living in Brooklyn, not far from his old apartment, the one he used to share with Steve. That apartment was taking by Steve, he had noticed and while his former best friend had offered for James to stay, he didn’t want to.  He prefered being at some distance but he did love his hometown so he remained there. Plus the good bars weren’t so far away. He heard a knock at his Brooklyn Heights appartment and went to the door, looking through the peephole. the person that was standing there was a face he hadn’t seen in years, decades even. Older than he remembered but still the same. He opened his door and a smile appeared on his face. “I don’t know. But you can cut them if you want.”

       She wants to respond with some sort of snarky comment, or even burst into the house in search of a pair of scissors, but something stops her. The mere fact that her brother was standing before her and she before him, well over seventy years since they last saw one another, was a miracle. Rebecca was never really one for emotion but this was a SPECIAL occassion. Quietly she steps forward and wraps both arms around him in a tight hug. Her voice begins to crack slightly as the tears form in her eyes.   “ I thought I lost you forever. ”

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ofxmuse:

    while athala was away, zeva was keeping herself busy as usual. she always adored practicing technique, and her being alone was the perfect time for it. she was done just in time to see athala, her comrade in these war ridden times, ride in from the east to their camp. she glanced down at her work, successfully turning water a nasty shade of orange before she muttered a few words, bringing it’s original form back to the surface.

    ❛ illusion spells. my, wonder what their intentions with that would have been. ❜ she notes, running her fingers across the surface before opening it. she had familiarized herself with illusion once before, though mainly for exams. ❛ food would be lovely. how was your outing? ❜

     “ probably to steal stuff. ”   she grumbles in a low voice, knowing full well the khajiit’s intentions with...well, everything. athala can distinctly remember hasnir, the khajiit from her former group of bandits, who would teach her all the skills that she would need to successfully steal from others without needing spells or special tricks. but that was a story that athala would keep to herself for now, simply chalking up her comment to common knowledge.

     she places a couple of vegetables that had been gathered in the market, along with a slab of venison she’d hunted for, in the pot over the fire to begin preparing a stew.   “ it was fine. got some new arrows and, of course... ”   hands rummage through her sack and pull out a large wedge of cheese, a grin immediately coming to the girl’s face.   “ some cheese. ”

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      she comes tromping through the trees upon her horse, pulling the reigns to halt allie from trampling too far into camp. quickly the woman dismounts and ties off the leather straps to a nearby tree before allowing the large bag from her back to fall to the ground. “got some food and supplies.” athala announces, hands gradually pulling out various items. some potions, ingredients, meat, a new knife, and even a brand new spellbook for zeva. all it cost her was, well, nothing. that’s why athala was considered to be one of the best tradesmen in the theives guild. the woman could talk skin off a cat, plus some.

    “ you wanna come eat somethin’? ”   she takes a seat upon one of the logs that lays near a fire, using just a slight bit of magic to start it up. spells and such were never her thing but, little spells here and there, proved to be helpful.   “ got you something from the khajiit’s, too. ”   athala grabs the spellbook and tosses it over to zeva, lips even slightly cracking into a smile.

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              ❝  — Maybe you never heard but in the old Greek legends, it was the furies, not courts of law, that punished the guilty. They were chthonic goddesses of vengeance. They were personified curses, female spirits of justice. Well, my name’s FURY, too — and maybe it’s about time I started living up to it. ❞ | penned by bee